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On our walk we saw a glorious copper beech tree. I think it’s only quite young but it is set on its own above the valley of the Trent. I’d love to live in the house on the other side of the road and have this magnificent tree to look at and must be lovely to look at as the sun rises behind it. I will have to get up early to get a shot of that.
The cat turned to stare at me. She had seen me in the corner of her eye. She had been staring at the wizard as he cast a spell. As his words ended she started to grow. Paws and legs, tail, body, head, ten times bigger? Twenty times. More. She was sitting on the stairs landing, but now her head and shoulders were about five feet above where they were minutes before.
This is a gentle cat, but her claws were now three inches long, she looked at me longingly. Ready to knead me with her paws, but they could now be deadly. Quietly I closed the bedroom door. Quietly I rang the local zoo. The wizard roared with laughter at the transformation. Claws started to scratch at the door….
I found a black and white feather, possibly from a magpie and decided to make a pattern with it. I turned it slightly in the ‘straighten’ tool I have, then mirrored it and duplicated it. It tickles my brain playing with feathers! I’d turn the feather into a quill pen if I could.
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Sky seen a few weeks ago up at the Croft at Thistley Hough. I can’t really say more than it was a beautiful sunset.
The sky looked like it was on fire, and the red reflecting off the purple ad blue clouds just added to the drama. The silhouettes of the trees and the fence and ground added to it.
A pleasant view
Seeing green lawns
Milky and blue
skies
An English summer.
Strong stones
Arch over the path
Steps up a curved seat.
Rest here in the shade
Sit for a while
Remember other summers
Long gone.
Stately homes visited
Capability in gardens.
I sort of see birds, owls, flying out of these flowers? Or old fashioned rocket ships, or a totem pole. When you play with patterns you can find all sorts of things. I like seeing faces in things. I recently found out it’s called Pareidolia. We studied it during one of the semesters at college, the mind looks for patterns and sometimes finds them.
Curled round in sleep,
my hubby and the cat,
snoozing after tea.
Cat’s ears twitch,
hubby snores gently,
perfect peace for a while.
Resting at ease,
calm and relaxed.
Surely it can’t last?
Have to wait and see…
Our outdoor cat, comes in for tea. Sniffing at the food bowls, and looking for a bit of love too. X can’t really say more xxx
Look at me? Can you see my face? Am I man or cat? Or cyclops? So many options and shapes.
Photo rotated and mirrored. Blue grey clouds and salmon pink sky. Totem or monster alien. Unknown sea creature. Ent? Your choice. Playing and experimenting to create alien images.
Image from Wikipedia, I hope I am not infringing copyright.
A name popped up on TV today, an unusual surname, but one I know because I have a friend who has that name.
Have you heard of Leonhard Seppala (spelt with an h). He was part of several sled teams in 1925 that got serum to Nome in Alaska to save people from diphtheria. He went 261 miles in a snow storm to help get the serum to them. The dog sleders efforts was commemorated by the Iditorod annual dog sled race.
I hope he is related to my friend. I think Seppala is a Scandinavian name? It will be interesting to find out.
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